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When Annette came back into Saizo's bedroom, she apologized for rushing out. She slowly made her way back to the window where the roses were sitting, "I don't know where the twelfth one could be. Maybe you gave it to somebody? Someone you admire?" She suggested with another smile, running a hand through her white-blonde hair. Before things got too carried away, Annette pushed herself off the wall and slowly made her way back towards his bedroom door, "I still have to show you the attic and the basement." I don't kiss on a first date, dear, she thought to him again as she turned into the hallway to the left, opposite the way of the stairs.
There was a door on the wall perpendicular to where the rooms were that was covered the same as the floral wallpaper, the only distinction was the brass door knob. "This leads into the attic," she turned the doorknob and opened the door. There was a staircase that led up to darkness. Fortunately, though, there was a series of lights that lit up the way with just a flick of a switch. Annette did just that, gathering that Saizo did not care much for suspenseful situations like she did. Well, not the ones related to horror movies, at least.
After a moment, she grabbed his hands again, "Come on!" She couldn't contain herself as she started climbing the stairs.